Sea foam on the crest of the waves
rotting sweetness
Blurry paintings
My visions are bleak
Grey shadows, grey clamshells
Tainted by agony
Marilyn, please wake up
I can't do this without you
It haunts me,
I'll die soon and the angels will hate me
I take off my ivory skin,
to let you in
And finally you'll see I'm rotten underneath
Blue waters, blue screams
Cold blues, my dress is white and cream
Couldn't do this without you
This isn't happening
Teenage sweethearts, a heart of glass
All tears, no jazz
My arcade darling, burlesque queen
Remember me?
White winged dove
ugly
im a virgin suicide,
dressed in floral tights
there’s poison in the air,
and the toxic sky turns white
lavender crop top,
bright like a neon light
red lipstick
and snow white-limbed
gold hair flowing in the wind
they’re condescending, the stars;
looking down on me with a vile grin
It’s all because I’m pretty,
so pretty
it’s a sin.
I died in a bathtub; my lips were
cold and blue
the stars murdered me, I always
knew what they could do
lived with a fear of death, but wished for it too
and as they say, from my rotten
body, plants and flowers grew
and though they thought they
wouldn’t be;
they’re still jealous,
the stars,
im luminous as a ghost too
Things i like #7
1930's dolly
things i like #6
